"There's plenty I want to know." He could play this game, be tight-lipped as much as she was.

He rested an arm on the table, playfully leaning forward, studying her, "You've evaded most of my questions or barely answered any at all. You can trust me, but I doubt you believe me as we've just met, but what else do you have to lose?"

He leaves it at that, as he sits back in this chair, stretching out his long legs before him and watching her body language.